This is Frankie. He was supposed to be a feeder. No one wanted him so as a fuzzy... I fed him baby formula I had in the pantry. About two days in he gained a name. And hubby bought him a cage (at that point he lived in a cardboard box.
Now he is an a huge cage with fleece and toys and organic food.... and two friends. I have an issue with cute feeders becoming cute pets. Now I request the ugly or plain white ones.
Beware. When raising your own the risk of feeders becoming friends gets bigger!!
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